I'd like to believe that all dogs go to heaven.

So this is Murphy. He just turned one year old in January. My family adopted him, along with his sister (Bella) from a breeder my dad used to work with. Murphy is crazy, goofy, and probably one of my best friends. But lately he's been acting a little off.
We took him to the vet, who sent us to a specialist, who ran all kinds of tests and has come to the conclusion that he has developed an extremely rare and incredibly aggressive form of cancer. He likely only has a few more weeks to live.
Luckily, he's not in any pain or anything. He's just sleeping a lot. We should know for sure tomorrow, but the specialist said he's about 90-95% sure it's this cancer.
I don't mean to karma whore or anything like that. I'm not looking for upvotes or sympathy or the like. Hell, I just joined imgur because I've lurked for over a year now and I've been debating about whether or not to step out of the shadows. Then this happened and I've witnessed how amazing and supportive this community can be, and I thought, hey, what the hell.
Thanks for reading, those of you who did. And for those who didn't, Emma Watson, imguraffe, banana for scale, yes I did just sing that Gwen Stefani song when I was spelling banana (and yes I do want to put an 's' on the end of it now).